Rain pouring on the windscreen
Like pearl drop or day dream
Stream of clouds thundering
I get out of my car to get drenched
The water trickles down my skin
Like brook from a mountain
I am soaked in what they call the blessings from heaven.
The smell of soil calls me.
As if asking me to sing.
Funny thing rain a thing of beauty and boon and a weapon of destruction all at once.
People curse it and despise monsoon.
It does come with it's set of flaws.
What's love if you do not accept there cruds.
They lie who say they love the rain but hate the mud.
Funny thing rain, creating and destroying all at once.
After the clouds shatter and the water stops coming down on us.
The skies are in pretty colours.
Which makes me think how darkness leads to something so beautiful , so serene.
That even the mighty sky celebrates for the time being.
Funny thing rain takes us on to the path of darkness and enlightement all at once.
Though once in a while we get to see a rainbow.
Because all this time the clouds covered the sun.
It is the result of strength and humility.
How tiny water drops bend the mighty light.
Which then splits to reveal its several sides.
Funny thing rain , it covers and reveals all at once.